Midnyte: *looks around*

<Tobin>I suspect thee are wondering who could it be...

<Tobin>stay

Midnyte: *takes a step back*

Tobin: *steps from the shadows*

Tobin: *squints*

Tobin: Most baffling.

Midnyte: What is?

Tobin: Thou has freed that man.

Tobin: On his word.

Midnyte: I did nothing but show him an open gate

Tobin: *smirk*

Tobin: I should have expected that response.

Tobin: Why have I come?

Midnyte: Have you come to tell me that it is good that I am here?

Tobin: Rhetoric suits my mood.

Tobin: *smirk*

Tobin: *shakes his head slowly*

Tobin: I don't sense good in thee.

Tobin: *shakes his head again*

Tobin: Not for what thee has done.

Tobin: *smiles fakely*

Tobin: And to be betrayed.

Midnyte: *lowers her head*

Tobin: *snort*

Tobin: I know this taste well.

Tobin: Betrayal is bitter.

Midnyte: *wipes a tear from her eye*

Midnyte: More than you know

Tobin: *smirks*

Tobin: It burns, doesnt' it?

Midnyte: What does?

Tobin: The proverbial knife.

Midnyte: *nods*

Tobin: Someone thee has sworn fealty to...betraying thee.

Midnyte: My God has forsaken me

Tobin: *puts his hands on the bars and stares at her*

Tobin: *frown*

Midnyte: Everything I know is falling apart

Tobin: *laughs*

Tobin: Thee might say i've had a similar day.

Midnyte: How so?

Midnyte: If you want to, you can come inside, away from those guards

Midnyte: I have nothing I could harm you with

Tobin: *smirk*

Tobin: I'm afraid I can't unlock this

Midnyte: Everything has been taken from me

Tobin: *looks amazed*

Tobin: Oh.

Tobin: I guess i'm not wanted anymore

Tobin: *looks around*

Midnyte: *sits on a rock*

Tobin: *snaps his fingers at her*

Tobin: *leans against the rock*

Midnyte: *looks down at her hands*

Tobin: I am showing thee a reckless amount of trust right now.

Tobin: *flares his nostrils*

Midnyte: *shrugs*

Tobin: I was concerned for thy safety.

Midnyte: Do you think anything matters to me anymore

Midnyte: Why?

Tobin: *grips his fists*

Tobin: I would very much like to pay something back to thee.

Tobin: *grips his fists again*

Midnyte: Then do it

Midnyte: *spreads her arms out wide and looks him straight in the eye*

Tobin: *begins breathing heavily*

Tobin: *glares at her*

Tobin: Maia...

Tobin: I owe thee this

Tobin: *reaches back to punch her*

Tobin: *growls*

Tobin: *nods once to her*

Midnyte: *holds her hand up to her already busted lip, bleeding again*

Tobin: That's all thee will recieve from me.

Tobin: I would give one to thee from my daughter.

Tobin: But she is ignorant to thy ways.

Tobin: And knows not your wrong-doing.

Tobin: *turns around*

Tobin: *turns back around*

Tobin: *hands her a bandage*

Midnyte: You said you were concerened....why?

Midnyte: *doesn't take it*

Tobin: *mutters*

Midnyte: I want to bleed

Tobin: *leans on the rock again*

Tobin: I can summon an elemental if thee wishes to grapple more.

Midnyte: Do what you want

Tobin: *shakes his head*

Midnyte: As I said, nothing matters to me anymore

Tobin: I would be no better than thee if I continued.

Midnyte: You didn't answer my question

Tobin: *tilts his head*

Tobin: My memory lacks..somewhat.

Tobin: *rubs his fist*

Midnyte: You said you were concerned for me...why?

Tobin: *shakes it around then holds it carefully*

Tobin: Concerned that one punch would lead to more.

Tobin: concerned that I would have two elementals play tug of war with thee.

Tobin: *smiles slightly*

Midnyte: Then do it!

Tobin: I rather enjoyed that thought on the way here.

Tobin: Thee will once again...not get thy wish.

Midnyte: Do you know what it's like to question your entire reason for being in one night?

Tobin: *smiles thoughtfully*

Tobin: On a few occasions.

Tobin: Shortly before my daughter was born.

Midnyte: I would rather it all end instead of feeling like this

Tobin: Shortly after she was born

Tobin: Methinks thee does not want to hear of my pity for thee then.

Midnyte: Pity?

Tobin: *nods once*

Tobin: Pity.

Midnyte: Pity is something you feel for a puppy that has been kicked

Tobin: *nods slowly*

Midnyte: *stops for a moment and realizes how fitting that it*

Tobin: I am unsure of something...

Midnyte: Oh?

Tobin: How...did the king find out about your act...?

Midnyte: *shrugs*

Midnyte: I didn't try to hide it

Tobin: *squints*

Tobin: *scratches his head*

Midnyte: When he asked me about it at the trial, I openly admited to it

Tobin: Thee mentioned that sammoth has forsaken thee?

Midnyte: *nods*

Tobin: And thee were loyal to both of them.

Midnyte: *tilts her head as she looks at him*

Midnyte: Don't you know?

Tobin: Aye...thee has informed me of those whom you hold fealty

Midnyte: Not that

Tobin: *shrugs*

Midnyte: Perhaps you can not feel it because you have no faith

Tobin: I had meant that.

Midnyte: They are one in the same

Tobin: *eyes widen*

Tobin: They...

Tobin: another deciet!

Midnyte: *shakes her head and looks at her hands again*

Midnyte: Just as Xavier is

Tobin: *holds his head with his hand*

Tobin: *looks to her*

Tobin: Xavier is...

Tobin: Astrea?

Midnyte: *nods without looking up*

Tobin: *takes a deep breath*

Tobin: Today is one of many truths unfolding.

Tobin: For myself...

Tobin: *points to her*

Tobin: And others.

Midnyte: Tobin...

Tobin: *squints*

Midnyte: Will you tell me about...her

Tobin: *waves a hand at her*

Tobin: *sits down*

Tobin: Tell thee of my daughter?

Midnyte: *shakes her head*

Tobin: Aaryess...

Midnyte: *nods*

Tobin: *swallows*

Tobin: I hurt...

Midnyte: You said that she and I...share a soul?

Tobin: when I speak of her.

Tobin: *his eyes begin to water*

Tobin: *nods*

Midnyte: *looks up at him*

Midnyte: But, how can that be?

Tobin: A twisted representation.

Tobin: When aaryess died...

Tobin: her sorrow made her soul go to sammoth.

Tobin: Upon her death, her church labled her as a traitor

Tobin: *closes his eyes and breathes deeply*

Tobin: Her soul was in so much grief...

Midnyte: *looks up at him*

Tobin: she believed no one wanted her to live.

Tobin: *wipes a tear from the corner of his eyes*

Tobin: Myself included.

Tobin: I turned my back on her...and had not been able to make right from it.

Midnyte: If she and I are the same, why can't i remember?

Tobin: *shrugs*

Tobin: It wouldn't be prudent for thy creator for thee to be distracted from his will.

Midnyte: So, I am not really real, am I?

Tobin: She had the same intensity...

Midnyte: I'm a "twisted" copy

Tobin: *shakes his head and smiles weakly*

Tobin: Thee are however thee wishes to be.

Midnyte: What I am is a failure

Tobin: *shrugs*

Tobin: I wouldn't call it 'failing'

Tobin: If this indeed is not a trick...

Tobin: *looks around scanning the room*

Midnyte: *raises her brow*

Tobin: I may yet believe that there is free will in thy mind.

Midnyte: Look around you, do you think I would stay here if I had a choice?

Tobin: *smirk*

Tobin: I did happen to see that man leave quite easily

Midnyte: If I leave, I will be hunted until I die

Midnyte: If I stay, I may be put to death as well

Tobin: *rubs his chin*

Tobin: Unfortunate that thee puts it like that.

Midnyte: *shrugs*

Midnyte: Perhaps it is this soul's fate to die over and over

Tobin: *steps forward*

Tobin: *takes another step reluctantly*

Midnyte: :looks up at him

Tobin: *looks closely at her eyes*

Tobin: *pokes her shoulder gently*

Tobin: *smirk*

Midnyte: *winces slightly*

Tobin: *puts a hand on her shoulder*

Midnyte: *tilts her head as she looks at him*

Tobin: *squeezes it gently*

World save has been initiated.

Tobin: Amazing...

Midnyte: *winces again in pain*

Tobin: *looks at her interestedly*

Midnyte: What have i done now?

Tobin: Thou are really flesh and bone

Tobin: Albeit a bit broken and bumped up.

Midnyte: And all of which are in pain at the moment

Tobin: *pulls back his hand*

Tobin: *waves a hand over her head*

Tobin: In Mani

Midnyte: *shakes her head*

Midnyte: I want the pain

Tobin: *hands her a bandage*

Midnyte: *shakes her head again*

Tobin: *puts it back in his pack*

Tobin: No one has ever helped thee...

Midnyte: Why should they?

Tobin: *shrugs*

Tobin: Because everyone needs help at some time.

Midnyte: *shrugs*

Tobin: *examines a bruise on her neck*

Tobin: Let me have a look at thee.

Tobin: *examines her closely*

Midnyte: shakes her head again

Tobin: *tilts his head at her*

Midnyte: You don't really want to help me, you want to hate me

Tobin: *shakes his head*

Tobin: I cannot hate someone I feel pity for.

Tobin: And empathy.

Midnyte: *looks down at her hands again*

Tobin: Probably a word thee does not know well.

Midnyte: No, I don't

Tobin: Please look at me

Tobin: *points to his eyes*

Midnyte: *looks up at him*

Tobin: *kneels down to her so she sees him nearly eye-to-eye*

Tobin: My pity is not all I feel for thee.

Tobin: Thee are a part of her.

Midnyte: *gives him a confused look*

Tobin: I see this in thee.

Tobin: The doubt, the betrayal...all signs that thee are not in thy right form.

Tobin: *smiles*

Midnyte: I just don't know what to do anymore

Tobin: I know this exists in you.

Tobin: What other choice do you have?

Midnyte: I don't know

Tobin: I...am curious.

Tobin: Are thee not interested in why I have empathy for you?

Midnyte: I am

Tobin: The Church of Chaos.

Tobin: Aaryess was the High Priestess.

Tobin: After her death, she was declared a traitor.

Tobin: *swallows*

Tobin: She chose this form...because of a great many sorrows.

Tobin: *points to himself*

Tobin: Ahab toast...er, whatever his name was...

Midnyte: *smiles slightly*

Tobin: And all those she trusted...

Midnyte: Azag'Thoth

Tobin: turned on her..

Tobin: *nods and smiles gently*

Tobin: I still find it ironic that I cannot remember his name.

Tobin: And the church of chaos is one I've been close with for many years now.

Tobin: I considered it the most 'agnostic' of the churches.

Tobin: *shrugs*

Tobin: My spiritual beliefs are obvious...

Midnyte: Are you still close with them?

Tobin: *shakes his head*

Tobin: all strangers but a few I rarely see.

Tobin: My close friend disappeared long ago.

Tobin: He and azag were rather close.

Tobin: *shakes his head quickly*

Tobin: I am off-subject.

Tobin: *smiles sheepishly*

Tobin: I have empathy for thee because I know how I would've felt.

Tobin: In Lor

Tobin: In Lor

Tobin: *looks all over her face*

Tobin: Thee has her complexion.

Midnyte: *looks back down*

Tobin: *touches her face with his fingertips*

Midnyte: If you loved her, why did you never marry?

Tobin: *smiles at her knowingly*

Tobin: Fear drives a man far from anything he knows nothing about.

Midnyte: *feels an odd sensation when he touched her*

Tobin: *squints at her*

Tobin: A past...

Midnyte: *shakes her head slightly*

Tobin: is what I barely remember.

Tobin: I hurt for thee believe it or not.

Tobin: One has no identity without a past.

Tobin: *begins caressing her cheek*

Midnyte: Then...I am truly nothing

Midnyte: *looks up at him*

Tobin: Thou does happen to have a past.

Tobin: Regardless of thy memory of it.

Tobin: or lack thereof in this case.

Midnyte: Is there a way? A way to get it back?

Tobin: *shrugs*

Tobin: Phaedren has told me that thee are not capable of remembering...

Midnyte: *nods*

Tobin: *tilts his head again as if he just thought of something*

Tobin: *takes her chin his hand and turns it to him*

Midnyte: *looks at him*

Tobin: *smiles and looks at her lips*

Tobin: *leans forward and kisses her lips softly*

Midnyte: *closes her eyes*

Tobin: *continues holding his lips onto hers*

Tobin: *pulls back*

Tobin: *seems a bit wobbly*

Midnyte: *opens her eyes slightly and looks at him*

Tobin: I...Uh...

Tobin: *smiles bashfully*

Tobin: wondered.

Tobin: Want to know something?

Midnyte: *nods*

Tobin: it was different.

Midnyte: *tilts her head*

Tobin: Thou are a different kisser.

Tobin: But I still got the same feeling.

Tobin: *grins broadly*

Midnyte: *gives him a very confused look*

Tobin: *chuckles*

Tobin: I am still here...to help thee midnyte

Midnyte: *nods slightly*

Tobin: Regardless of what thee may think I have planned.

Midnyte: Tobin...

Midnyte: *looks down*

Tobin: *smiles*

Midnyte: I'm tired, but...

Tobin: *holds her hand*

Midnyte: Could you wait here with me until I fall alseep?

Midnyte: I don't want to be alone

Tobin: *chokes up*

Tobin: *voice cracks as he speaks*

Midnyte: *squeezes his hand gently*

Tobin: It would please me very much.

Midnyte: *smiles slightly at him*

Tobin: I wanted to marry her...

Tobin: Only after I feared I would lose her.

Tobin: But I know she would be happy if I did.

Midnyte: Fear of lose is not a good enough reason to marry

Tobin: *waggles his finger*

Tobin: Her happiness was the most important thing.

Midnyte: What of your's?

Tobin: I associate marriage too much with being in a church

Tobin: *shudders*

Tobin: It being a pledge in front of one's own god.

Tobin: *shrugs*

Tobin: I believe that it should be deeper than that.

Midnyte: *slides down from the rock and stands in front of him*

Tobin: *stands as well*

Midnyte: *looks at him*

Tobin: Marriage didn't quite describe how much I loved her.

Tobin: *smiles*

Tobin: I know this all sounds negative...

Midnyte: *sits down in front of the rock*

Midnyte: No, not really

Tobin: *smiles*

Midnyte: You loved her, Tobin...there is nothing negitive about that

Tobin: *puts a hand on her shoulder*

Midnyte: *winces slightly again*

Tobin: *frown*

Tobin: May I take thee from thy agony atleast?

Tobin: *smiles coyly*

Midnyte: *shakes her head*

Tobin: I could do it while thee sleeps.

Midnyte: It is mine to bare

Tobin: And thee could do nothing about it.

Tobin: *smirks*

Midnyte: *smiles slightly*

Midnyte: It is something I need to deal with

Midnyte: Not you

Tobin: *places a hand on her chest*

Tobin: There is enough pain in this...

Tobin: to keep thee in agony for a long time.

Midnyte: *smiles slightly*

Tobin: Why not atleast not wince when another touches thee?

Midnyte: I plan on it

Midnyte: *shakes her head*

Tobin: *sighs*

Midnyte: I deserved what I got today

Tobin: Just as headstrong.

Tobin: *nods slowly*

Midnyte: *lays down on her side and curls into a ball, using her arm as a pillow*

Midnyte: Will you stay...just for a while?

Tobin: *sits down beside her and begins stroking her hair*

Midnyte: *smiles at his touch*

Tobin: Would thee like my robe for some warmth?

Midnyte: *shakes her head*

Midnyte: I'm sorry you lost her, Tobin. I hope you find her again

Tobin: *leans down next to her ear*

Midnyte: *closes her eyes*

Tobin: Thee may always come back to me.

Tobin: *strokes her hair gently*

Midnyte: *smiles slightly*

Midnyte: *drifts off to sleep*

Tobin: Not everyone wants thee dead

Tobin: *kisses her cheek*

Tobin: *begins humming quietly*